BICYCLE BELLS.
{Philadelphia Time.*.) She glides like a dream from my vision In the morning ail dewy and gray;. A nynrph from the gardens fclysian, She dashes and flashes away ! Past m endows an i groves, wherethe singing Of birds all melodious swells. My heart hears I,he silvery ringing Of the beautiful bicycle bells! She's a bicycle, bicycle girl, With hair of the loveliest curl; She's fresher than clover, My heart she rides ovar — She's a bicycle, bicycle girl ! Her cheeks with the crimson is glowing— With all that the rose could impart ; The breoze— the mad wanton !— is blowing A kiss and a curl to my heart ! Past meadows where wild birds ore winging Their way o'er velvety dells, She glides with a ravishing ringing ■ Of the silvery bicycle bells !
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 5698, 17 October 1896, Page 7
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131BICYCLE BELLS. Star (Christchurch), Issue 5698, 17 October 1896, Page 7
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